Oscar’s 2013 10 Best, 5 Most Mediocre, and 1 Worst Dressed + 2 Best Dressed Men

Starting from the worst of the worst: Anne Hathaway in Prada

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This was a complete, all around no-no. The darts at her nipples were such a faux paus. The silhouette is so reminiscent of the late 90’s/early 2000’s. And to top it off, the back was a monstrosity. Nothing made sense!

The 5 Most Mediocre.

5. Amy Adams in Oscar de la Renta

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Overall pretty, but the color washed her out and we’ve seen this style before.

4. Jennifer Aniston in Valentino

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Yes to the Valentino red, but no to the silhouette. It looks as if she’s wearing an expensive prom dress.

3. Reese Witherspoon in Louis Vuitton

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All I have to say is, been there, done that!

2. Renee Zellweger in Carolina Herrera

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Here’s another silhouette reincarnated from the late 90’s/early 2000’s. Where’d the modern ingenuity go?

1. Charlize Theron in Dior

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She looks good, she always looks good, but how many times do we have to see this style in white, or for that matter, in any color? Anne Hathaway just had a fashion flop in a very similar Chanel dress at the Golden Globes only a month ago! I’d have to say, this is way more flattering than Hathaway’s body cast of a dress, but it’s so boring and so expected!

The 10 Best

10. Kerry Washington in Miu Miu

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The idea is there and this is a sensational color, but it’s a bit ill-fitting towards the bottom.

9. Sally Field in Valentino

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Here’s the iconic Valentino red again, but how dainty and feminine! She looks so gorgeous and young! The sleeve trend is spot on.

8. Jane Fonda in Versace

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Hello, hottie! Age ain’t nothing but a number. She’s over seventy, but looks better than some twenty-somethings. This silhouette is so Dynasty-esque. This canary yellow is so chic and the dress hits all the right spots!

7. Nicole Kidman in L’Wren Scott

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This dress fits her like a glove. It’s as if she was painted into this dress with black lacquer and liquid gold.

6. Kelly Rowland in Donna Karan

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This is tuxedo suiting for women at its best. The black and white trend is very this year and the architectural draping is the sign of the times in fashion technology.

5. Olivia Munn in Marchesa

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Four words: glamour all the way!

4. Nancy O’Dell in Mark Zunino

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Talk about, va va voom! I love it when correspondents make the cut. This shade of blue is outstanding against her skin tone!

3. Jennifer Lawrence in Dior Haute Couture

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Her fall was actually a success! It allowed everyone to see in great detail this fabulous dress. Oh, Jennifer, please don’t be embarrassed because this makes you more relatable to your fans with your charismatic personality!

2. Zoe Saldana in Alexis Mabille Couture

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The red carpet is the place for stars to experiment and choose original designs that fit their body type. Celebrities need to be remembered on such grand occasions as this, and she certainly won’t be forgettable. What a fun, fresh, and flirty dress! I am so obsessing over this one.

1. Jessica Chastain in Armani Prive

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This is what you call, perfection. She took old Hollywood glamour and made it modern. Her waist was cinched in perfectly and even her cleavage was perfect! Brava!

Lastly, the 2 Best Dressed Men Tie

Joseph Gordon-Levitt in Gucci and Daniel Day-Lewis in Domenico Vacca

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Style: SF

A rare gem I encountered in the Inner Sunset?! This district of San Francisco is more known for its hipsters, SF lifers, scrubbed-up doctors and nurses, and Hong Kong descendants. But on this usually sunny winter day, I came upon … Continue reading

Airport Style: PDX

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Like I said before, how can animal prints be given the boot? It is effortless, yet chic, and it gives a great platform to build upon. In transit, I spotted this adorable young lady through my uncannily freakish peripheral vision. Constantly thinking about travel, style, and comfort, she nailed it. Although everything she had on was of a slim silhouette, she was ready for a flight, meeting family, and going out with friends in the same day if she wanted to! Her pink, buttoned-up blouse underneath that leopard-print jacket was perfection for any occasion.

Style: NYC

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I think I heard or read somewhere recently that Kelly Osbourne declared that animal prints would be out for 2013. I respect her sensibilities in fashion, but I would have to disagree with her this time. Animal prints are classic! They are as iconic and timeless as pearls or a LBD. Dolce & Gabbana almost base their existence to their odes to the leopard print. It is their signature, season after season, year after year, popping up as minimally or as fantastically in their collections as was the signature “Valentino Red” of signore Garavani’s when he was in house. Animal prints have been consistently associated with royalty, luxury, and fashion. So how could animal prints ever be given the boot?

Excuse me, I digressed a bit too far. My initial point of this post was to articulate how animal prints are much more fun when pairing them with colors other than the usual, black, beige, or even red. Animal prints can actually be deemed a neutral background or a punch of pizzazz just as certain ingredients in food can be the main star or just an undertone of a dish. Animal prints can be paired easily with a variety of colors, and this young lady I encountered at the Uniqlo in SOHO gives us a great example. The uniquely colored ink-blue, furry hat complements and creates interest to the tone of her leopard print coat.

Style: SF

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Most men dress out of necessity, so it’s refreshing when you spot a man who uses their senses to reflect their personality into a style they can call their own. Men need to not be so afraid of color. And at the very least, allow for some pops of color here and there so as to not be drowned out by the depths of the monotonous male palette of black, grey, navy, brown, beige, and white.

This stud I ran into at the SF Autoshow had the right idea of casual cool. The burgundy pants gave him that edge, but wasn’t overwhelming; and pairing it with a denim shirt was a perfect choice to keep the appeal masculine. Shoes do make or break the outfit, and if he’d opted to go with black shoes, this style would have been thrown out the door! Brown leather would have worked as well, but he owned it with the beige shoes. Props.

Lifestyle: Philadelphia

I forgot which foodie show I was watching when they proclaimed Philadelphia to be one of the revered cities to seek luxury. I am not quite so sure about luxury related to today’s standards, but this underrated city certainly became my favorite city outside of my beloved coastal cities. I easily fall in love with international cities because of their uniqueness, but with US cities, I usually find myself bored with the run-of-the-mill surroundings and conservative American food.

However, Philly brings the exuberant ideals of the “American Dream” to the forefront for any traveler to experience. Just the embedded history as the nation’s originating capital should bring in tourists even from its own backyard. Add to that, the charm of the well-preserved architecture, the culturally diversified abundance of really good food, friendly locals, and, get this, no sales tax on sartorial needs which should make this city the ultimate destination to explore within the parameters of the contiguous United States.

Alright, I will admit that although I love to glorify the fuzzy feelings of cities I have frequented, what is most important to me is the memorable food. You can take photos of everything that is stagnant and have hazy recollections whilst viewing them, but nothing spikes the memory than food which lingers in your taste buds light-years after that initial visit.

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My first stop in my month-long, recurring layovers to Philadelphia was the Monk’s Cafe. With all Belgian watering holes, what is a must with the famed bier is its mussels in varying broths and chips.

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The Reading Terminal Market boasts almost everything under the sun. If I had more time, I would have visited here every single day, just to taste all of its vendors. A big part of this market was the far left side of the building dominated by the Pennsylvania Dutch, a.k.a Amish. At the mercy of the Amish were puffy and sweet baked goods, quintessential breakfast foods mostly consisting of scrapple and creamed chicken and waffles, and cheese galore. What is scrapple, you ask? I never knew until I tried it. The name is quite synonymous to what it sounds to be. It is scraps of some sort of meat; specifically pork (by the urbandictionary.com: snouts, tails, hooves, hearts, lips, ears, assholes, eyeballs, livers, spleens, and tongues) combined with cornmeal and spices cooked to a mush. WTF did I just eat? I must love Philly that much to stomach such an atrocity. Aside from my astonishing discovery, there was freshly made Indian, Thai, Southern, cookies, honey, you-name-it-you-got-it food.

   

During my last layover to this extraordinarily underestimated city, I incessantly announced to my crew that I craved raw oysters. My coworker was surely ambivalent as she was uncomfortable with the notion of raw shellfish especially from a non-oceanic city. Well, whatever. At least I purposefully avoided the “case of the Monday’s” associated with restaurateurs’ Chef’s Specials for week-old, land-grazing meats, and especially flesh from the sea. Surprisingly, I found that Philadelphia had the most fresh and plentiful seafood from God knows where? That Reading Terminal Market I mentioned before also had seriously crazy seafood. There were Amazonian-sized shrimp, glorious fish seemingly from around the world, and famed lobster and crab from Maine. I had my fix of oysters from the Oyster House near Rittenhouse Square. It was a buck per oyster during happy hour, so what would an oyster-fiend do? Order a dozen, just for myself. The oysters were local. I expected a murky taste as most Atlantic oysters perpetuate. However, they were neither here nor there. They were quite refreshing, yet not crisp as Pacific oysters. Interesting. I believe they were from the river. Not realizing how large American clams could grow and not knowing Americans would eat these badboys raw, I thought ordering only a half-dozen of clams would just wet the palate with itsy-bitsy clams. Gee, was I wrong. These clams were super-meaty. A bit too filling and gargantuan to me.

I did though, as my last resort to my ode to the historic Philadelphia, scarf down my last local oyster and NJ clam, and downed the inklings of the Pinot Grigio from the carafe and called it a wondrous night.